Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 19 Xiao Ke Run!

In the dilapidated apartment, Williams and Yager successively entered Bill Rudolph's old house through the balcony.

Yagel turned on the lantern attached to his waist.

As previously described, the gloomy room is now in chaos due to frequent visits by thieves.Scattered books, old clothes, and old furniture were dumped on the ground, forming a thick layer of cobwebs.

The dusty ground is full of messy footprints.

"These bastards!" Williams yelled angrily after seeing it, despite knowing it was likely to happen.

"The bastard who got the mud in his head! The thief who deserves to be chopped up all over the world!"

"Did you forget what Bill did to the East End? He deserved to starve to death on the pier! ****!"

He roared and output a series of dirty words without repetition, allowing outsiders to experience the breadth and depth of the Loen language.

Yager shamelessly grabbed Williams whose chest was still heaving: "Calm down."

Forget it, brother, it's not worth taking another life.

Supporting the angry Eastsider, he briefly scanned the entire room.

In addition to being messy everywhere, traces of life from long ago can be seen on the walls illuminated by lanterns.It is full of children's graffiti and some poor paper awards.

It seems that Bill Rudolph was an excellent student from an early age.

In addition, there is a photo frame with broken glass in the corner of the room, which contains a group photo of several young boys in simple clothes, which seems to be a group photo of an orphanage.

Oddly, while the entire room was dusty, certain locations were fairly clean.

For example, the picture frame, its broken glass covered the floor in front of the sofa in the living room, but it was placed on the side bookshelf.

Even the front is so clean you can see the photo without wiping it.

Another example.

Jagel lowered the lantern a little, so that the messy footsteps on the ground could be clearly seen.

It stands to reason that only thieves patronize the room, but there are many footprints of leather boots with heels and delicate textured soles.East End thieves, and even cops, can't necessarily afford shoes at that price.

"Williams, has anyone come to investigate Bill's case recently?"

"What?" After dozens of seconds, the excited Williams managed to recover from his bloodshot state, and sat panting on the only chair in the room that didn't fall over. "Oh, investigation? There are quite a lot of people."

"Mostly the damn reporters from the papers, and then you. No no, didn't mean to fuck you, you're not like them. Those ****"

Seeing that he was about to start again, Yagel quickly stopped the conversation: "I mean, has anyone else been to this room?"

"Ahem," a string of swear words stuck in his mouth, the snakehead in the Eastern District tilted his head and thought for a while before replying, "That's not true."

"I have been paying attention to Bill's affairs, and I am sure that the lock on the main door has not been removed since Bill's accident and the police came. Liv didn't see anyone else wandering around the door, and the footprints should be made by thieves."

This is wrong.

Yagel nodded, without expressing his guess.

He silently turned on his spirit vision.

Ho!
After the vision turned gray, what emerged in front of Yager's eyes were layers of transparent silk threads, which were almost woven into a spider web.

This place is full of traces of Extraordinary beings.

Well, there are three bars on the balcony behind, with the feeling of thunder, it should belong to the Church of the Storm.There were also two around the cabinet on the left, and the familiar aura told him that they were left by followers of the God of Steam and Machinery.

However, the most common ones are the countless silk threads that are almost black.They are vague and shadowy, and a middle-aged man with a goatee can be vaguely seen from inside.

Left by the dead Bill Rudolph.

A gentle but guiding approach, Yagel is not sure which sequence this belongs to, after all, he has met limited transcendental beings.But what is certain is that the Bill who can keep them is at least a Sequence Eight or higher.

and many more.

He stopped in front of the broken glass of the picture frame.

Under the observation of the spirit vision, he could notice a piece of broken glass with a little bit of blood, and this blood was stained with an undetectable extraordinary aura, which was exactly the same as the faint thread on Lenze's severed finger that he saw in the Minsk office a few days ago.

The same transcendent person caused the severed finger and this drop of blood.

Whose blood is this?

"What's wrong? Did you find anything?" Williams watched Yager nervously walking around the room.

"There are some." Yager turned around and looked at him, "Do you know Lunze and Bill?"

"They did. Sorry, I thought you did."

Williams looked at him in surprise, and recounted a piece of history that the newspaper hadn't mentioned: "Mr. Lunzer was originally the son of a company owner in the Midtown area, but when he was five years old, the riots in the East Side spread to the edge, and he got lost on the way out to play."

"Because he was so young, he couldn't remember where the family lived, so he was taken to the orphanage for a few years. The orphanage was a block away from here, and that's when he met Bill."

"Later, at the age of 16, he went to Midtown to look for his parents, and just happened to be seen by his father's employees, and he was taken home from here."

"But Mr. Lunzer always remembers his days in the East End. Over the years, he and Bill have donated money to the orphanage and the East End. They built the two roads here. Therefore, the dock workers' union and we are all willing to donate to Mr. Lenzer's friends."

Williams' expression contorted, skipping Clint's name, "...vote."

Obviously, even if he was willing to believe that Bill Rudolph was not involved in the killing of Lenzer, he still didn't trust Viscount Clint, the quasi-senator who got all the votes.

On the other side, after listening to this passage of the past, Yager finally figured out the context of the matter.

So the most likely reason for the case now is that Clint's rival faction, unwilling to see him get the seat, kidnapped Lenzer and framed Clint.

In this way, Clint lost his base and his candidacy at the same time, once and for all.Duke Negan, who originally supported him, saw the opportunity to rob the paper mill and joined the ranks of making trouble.

Now, the good news is that if the blood belongs to Lunze, there is a chance that Lunze is still alive, and Viscount Clint has a chance to stand up.

Yagel picked up the blood-stained glass shards on the ground and looked at the lantern.

The bad news is that he still doesn't know Bill Rudolph's role in the affair.If the blood was from Lunze, why did he come here after being injured?If the blood is not, what does the murderer who cut off Lenzer's finger have anything to do with Bill?
"Dong dong."

A faint voice came from outside.

Yagel's face changed suddenly.

"how--"

"Quiet."

He raised his hand to turn off the lantern, and stopped Williams who wanted to get up.

In the dark room, Yagel stared at the side of the living room, the bedroom they had never entered.

The door of the room was open, like a black hole in the absence of light, leaving only the light of the red moon shining through the innermost window.

"Dong dong."

The sound of shoe soles hitting metal came from outside that window.

Someone is coming up.

Yager quietly moved into the shadow on the side of the bedroom door, reached into the inside of the windbreaker with his right hand, and took out the weapon he had prepared in advance.

【Evelyn】

【A special pistol used by Cainhurst knights.The weapon, named Evelyn, used mercury bullets like the other factory guns, but Cainhurst's version had a more refined design to accentuate its elegance, and was quite popular with knights. 】

Although he couldn't remember where the familiar place name of Cainhurst was, Yager had a rougher impression of this pistol.

Great lethality.

Guaranteed to be able to lift the skull of an extraordinary person at the moment of shooting.

He silently waited for the arrival of the person who was about to personally experience its peerless splendor——

Outside the window, Klein, who knew nothing about it, followed Ian and boarded the hidden metal ladder.

　One more today!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)